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89. death, sex, & skirts: horizontal with the co-hosts of skirt club (1 of 2)

in episodes on 09/08/19

l-r: Shelby, Genevieve, & the ladies of Skirt Club. Photographed by Lena Di.


89. death, sex, & skirts: horizontal with the co-hosts of skirt club (1 of 2)

Season 3 mostly consists of threesomes, and in this episode I lie down with the founder – as well as the New York City host – of Skirt Club, a private women’s club for the curious kind.  Skirt Club is also the name of their sex party, an event designed exclusively for women to explore their bicuriosity.

Shelby:  I think that in Western society, we don’t talk about death much; we’re really bad at it, and then it comes, and we all act really shocked, and you’re like, “This was fuckin’ comin’. Everyone dies. And I actually think it’s really beneficial to — open that conversation earlier. There are a lot of other cultures where, death is just a part of— the circle of life and, they’re less scared to talk about it. I think in America— and in like Britain for sure, too, it’s just like, that’s, we just don’t talk. About it at all.

Lila:  Yeah. My grandma died around 15 years ago I think, and when I saw her in the casket, I thought: Oh that’s not her anymore. And then I had this really visceral sense of, Oh, the thing that animates… is no longer there. So there is, there is a division, between this, like what is the body and the vehicle, and then, the other stuff. The stuff that makes the person go. And that stuff is no longer there now. I think it allowed me to ….. so the word that comes is “accept” but I don’t think that that’s the word that I want. It maybe was just: recognize… that it was true. And, whatever made my grandmother a person, was not there now, now there was just a body. Also, when um, whatever chemicals they have to put inside the person to preserve them, enough for you to be able to look at them— 

Genevieve:  Yeah, formaldehyde’s smelly.

Lila:  — and not smell them. Or, er, not smell the other things that you would smell if they didn’t have that, make them look very, like wax.

Shelby:  They’re very hard.

*

Lila:  I try to practice death awareness — but I think actually, most of the time, I act like I and the people I know are immortal. Really, in practice. You know like, not telling my people that I love them when we part. Not feeling like that’s necessary, you know. Because I assume that we have another time. To see each other. But that is not promised; that is not guaranteed, and we don’t know. And so I, would love to … would love to carry that. I’d love to carry that in such a way that has me loving the people around me… more.

*

Lila:  Most people need ritual, in order to: make sense. You know, not just give up. Not just be like Well what the— I mean fuck! We’re all fucked! To not go into total nihilism.

*

Genevieve:  Brits: They find everything awkward, generally. So, maybe our banter and humor comes from, finding a way to talk about subjects without actually talking about them. We’ve mastered that technique.

Shelby:  I think I really appreciate British sense of humor; I like a lot of British media, because they do joke about things that are really dark, and I’m like, Listen, whatever your avenue in, that’s cool, and this is funny.

Lila:  And we like to laugh.

Genevieve:  It’s quite a different sense of humor, but um, that is the way we almost talk to one another.

[…]

Lila:  Do you think, if everything is so awkward for Brits, there’s actually a great tolerance for awkwardness? A higher tolerance?

Genevieve:  I think we revel in it. We just revel in the awkwardness of everything.

*

Shelby:  I think the internet provides a safe haven for a lot of adolescents who feel like they don’t have an acceptable community in their real life. I know tons of people who like, made internet friends, and suddenly felt like they had someone around the world who was an anchor for them, who provided them with some semblance of similarity. […] I have a lot of friends who are queer, who are trans, who didn’t have that at home, and I think that— I think that we tend to discount internet relationships as not real, and I actually think that the internet can be a really phenomenal tool of connection if it is used that way.

Lila:  I definitely don’t discount that, particularly for people in, let’s say, not in cities, who are in need of community, and people who have the preferences that they have, or look more like them, and are able to then reach out globally— nationally and globally. I think that is, that is quite incredible.

Shelby:  That’s certainly also how people fall into like, bad communities, but, you know.

Lila:  Tools.

*

Lila:  Do you want to be a Mom?

Shelby:  No. 

Lila:  Interesting. I really see you very um—

Shelby:  I love kids.

Lila:  — militaristically raising your children. (giggles)

Shelby:  (overlapping) I spend a lot of time with kids, but I don’t want my own.

Lila:  I don’t want kids either.

Genevieve:  Neither do I.

Lila:  No?

Genevieve:  No. Never did.

Lila:  Me neither! I’m very refreshed whenever I hear women in my cohort saying that, you know, because there’s so much: Are you sure? May— you just haven’t met the right man yet. It’ll probably change. You know, oh, your biological clock isn’t ticking yet. I’m like, I’m thirty-six. And I have never felt— never looked at a child, not once, and thought, “Oh I wish that child were mine.” Never, eeeever. And I know that people who are in my life who really want children, they started thinking that when they were children. They really, really want that.

Lila:  Have you had to defend that choice at all?

Genevieve:  To my mother, yes, but nobody else. I think people know not to argue with me, generally.

Lila:  Why is that?

Genevieve:  ‘Cause I’ve always just done what I wanted to do. I’m not too— maybe I have had to defend myself, but I just don’t recall because it hasn’t been important; I’ve generally ignored people who try to tell me what I am, when only I know best about that.

*

Lila:  I think a lot of people are concerned, if they have… a little burning romantic flame for a friend, that they will lose the friendship if they even speak it. 

Shelby:  Ooo, so true.

Lila:  So how did you, how did you navigate coming into that first, we’re gonna get together but now it’s gonna be something different; now it’s gonna be a date.

Genevieve:  So in a very typical British way, we got drunk, had sex, then pretended it didn’t happen. (everyone laughs) And then we could just pretend that we were still friends and it was nothing else. […] Until the next time we got drunk, of course, and then it happened again. […]

Lila:  How many drinks did it take for you to be like, alright, let’s do this!

Genevieve:  (immediately) Five.

[…]

Lila:  So you get drunk. You have sex. You pretend it didn’t happen. You British again. You get drunk. (everyone laughs) You have sex. (overlapping) You pretend it doesn’t happen.

Shelby:  (overlapping) You make it a verb. You British.

Lila:  Yeah, you British again. And then what?

Genevieve:  And then you find the perfect excuse to get married, like: he’s moved abroad, so now we have to. (everybody laughs) […]

Lila:  Wait a minute. We’re talking two nights and marriage? Come on, what’s the, what’s the in-between?

Genevieve:  Actually, you know what, it’s probably more like, six nights and marriage.

Lila:  Wwwoww.

Genevieve:  Yeah, we jumped pretty quick— 

Shelby:  But 15 years of friendship. 

Lila:  Yes, of course you have a—

Shelby:  So like knowing each other really well.

Genevieve:  Right. But the intercourse happened maybe only six times before… the actual nuptials.

Shelby:  (underlapping) Yeah, that’s crazy.

Lila:  (overlapping)  And were you solid that you were like: This is good enough sex to marry.

Genevieve:  It was the best I’d ever had.

Lila:  Oh my God. I have such envy.

*

Lila:  There is a very low tolerance — and even a real derision… thrown at— people who are bicurious… by folks who are certain.



Season 3 mostly consists of threesomes, and in this episode I lie down with the founder — as well as the New York City host — of Skirt Club, a private women’s club for the curious kind.

This is Genevieve.

Skirt Club is also the name of their sex party, an event designed exclusively for women to explore their bicuriosity. Many of these women are primarily in romantic and sexual relationships with men. Just as I was, when I attended the Rocker Chic-themed edition of Skirt Club a couple of months ago in a mansion-like loft in New York’s Financial District.

If your bunny ears perked immediately, darling, you can apply to be a member at skirtclub.co.uk

Genevieve LeJeune created the Skirt Club enterprise (they currently have parties all over Europe and the U.S.) to give women a space to explore their sexuality, without men present.

She felt her bisexuality was being exploited for her boyfriend’s amusement, and wanted a space away from the male gaze, curated specifically for female empowerment, freedom, and sensual exploration. She couldn’t find it anywhere. So she built it.

She is a fiercely independent businesswoman and adventurer, a world-traveler, a stigma-challenging, femme-presenting, entrepreneur of the unconventional. And she is also very, very beautiful.

Shelby Nicole is Genevieve’s friend (Genevieve said that she doesn’t work with anyone she wouldn’t want to be friends with, so she is living the maxim “do what you love with people you like”).

And this is Shelby.

Shelby is also Skirt Club’s New York City Event Manager and hostess. She greeted me with lingerie and a smile when I arrived in my sequins and leather.

Shelby is a creative of many kinds, an actor, a filmmaker, a writer, a model. She can be found in her sex kitten form, resplendent in lingerie on her Instagram @reclusemuse — but you’ll have to request to follow her, because she is Private.

Shelby is a challenging person, as in, she challenges every idea. You may find this conversation to be less vulnerable than my usual episodes, perhaps because I had just come from a funeral, but maybe also because I felt, in a way, a bit on guard.

This was interesting.

I usually curate conditions for myself to record under which I don’t feel defensive in any way. I don’t usually get horizontal with people I feel the need to verbally parry with — it makes it harder for me to share with you my special self, my soft underbelly. I did my best here, and I was honest about feeling challenged, which is ultimately the the powerful thing I ask of myself.

So in this episode you’ll see what happens when I feel the need to justify and defend my words — I get louder, I talk over them, and I do not cry.

Generally these days I try to live by Brene Brown’s mantra: “Don’t shrink, don’t puff up, just stand your sacred ground.”

But. I think I puffed up here.

“Before the recording, the funeral.” The Bathroom Portraits. Volna Restaurant, Coney Island. Brooklyn, New York. June 2019


Still, in this episode we talk about:

  • Max’s death and the funeral
  • magical thinking
  • how Genevieve was taught nothing about sex growing up
  • and Shelby learned through books left on her bed
  • we talked about Shelby’s matter-of-fact-ness and my reaction to it
  • British humor, awkwardness, and media (& sex!)
  • the internet as a safe haven
  • Shelby’s first period
  • how none of us want children (and how refreshing that is for me!)
  • the story of how Genevieve married a man when she never wanted to marry anyone
  • having very little sex, personally, in a life that’s full of it
  • marital bed death & re-sensitization
  • the 4pm masturbation break
  • a brief history of Shelby’s search for orgasm
  • my deep envious crushes on girls
  • the kind of women we’re attracted to
  • distinguishing bisexual & pansexual
  • recognizing if we are bisexual and/or biromantic
  • and how Genevieve’s ex was repulsed by her interest in women.

In next week’s episode, which is available exclusively to patrons of the horizontal arts, we discuss first sexual experiences with women, my desire to voyeur at their Skirt Club party, and, to complete the trifecta of taboo topics, we also talk about: money. To listen to that episode, and for access to The Full Horizontal, which includes all the part twos of every conversation, become a $7+/month patron.

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Until next time: May you have someone to love, something to do, and something to look forward to. In 3 days, I fly down to Orlando to attend my first podcast conference, so that is what I’m looking forward to!

And now, come lie down with us in the Financial District of New York, New York.

horizontal with Genevieve & Shelby in the Financial District. New York, NY


Links to Things:

The sexy Skirt Club website

Skirt Club’s upcoming events

Skirt Club’s sexy Instagram

Hellooooo Ladies of Skirt Club. Capture by Lena Di.


Shelby’s sexy Instagram, @reclusemuse

The Atlantic article about why kids are having less sex these days

The book Reclaiming Conversation, from which I learned that many children are not learning empathy by 8, the age that it is developmentally expected

Forever, by Judy Bloom, the book that first introduced 14 year-old Genevieve to the concept of sex

Dr. Holly Richmond, the guest speaker at the Skirt Club I attended, who spoke about how to undo a dependence on vibrators for orgasm

89. death, sex, & skirts: horizontal with the co-hosts of skirt club (1 of 2)

Season 3 mostly consists of threesomes, and in this episode I lie down with the founder – as well as the New York City host – of Skirt Club, a private women’s club for the curious kind.  Skirt Club is also the name of their sex party, an event designed exclusively for women to explore their bicuriosity.

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Dear One, I hope this makes you laugh as much as Dear One,

I hope this makes you laugh as much as it made me laugh. 

Laughter in the midst of grief is so good. As good as tears. Different sides of the same emotional release.

My dear friend & brilliant psychiatrist-writer, writer-psychiatrist Dr. Owen Muir, called to check in on me. We joked about my plan to write a scathing critique of this looks-so-nice-from-the-outside, for-profit Assisted Living facility my mom had been living in for a year. (This is not a joke.) 

Owen suggested I write a scathing critique of everything, and then used the phrase “the terrible consumer experience that is death.” 

He said I should write it. I said he should write it. 

So he called me and we recorded it. Together.
Because this is what we do. 

Big Love,
Lila

To listen to the 7 minute recording, tap the Substack link in my bio, or type this link into your browser: horizontalwithlila.substack.com
My new friend @latonya.sunshine78 , a visual artis My new friend @latonya.sunshine78 , a visual artist and educator whose work I *deeply* admire, gave an Artist’s Talk on Friday at the conclusion of her @floridarama.art exhibition, and I got the chance to see it, and hear her speak passionately, eloquently, humorously, lovingly, about her art and the process of making these large-scale mixed media collage works that, for lack of a better art-world term, I personally think of as Very Mixed Media.

If you swipe through to the last slide, you will see the very first time I caught glimpse of her work, long before I know who the artist was, weeks before the exhibition opening, when it had likely just been hung up, and I brought @mrghyseye to experience the immersive exhibit at FloridaRAMA and we both fell in love with the respective pieces behind us. We thought we matched the pieces so well, in both vibe & style, that we had best selfie with them!

And since I follow FloridaRAMA so closely here on IG, when I saw that the official exhibition opening was happening, I made it my business to get there, on my @radpowerbikes @stpeteradpowerbikes ebike, in my ball gown skirt. I brought two Toastmasters friends, Lena & Steve, along.

You can see from the second photo that I was so moved by Latonya’s work and beautiful energy, that I spontaneously Kissed Her Hands (!!!) Later I was a tid bit embarrassed, like ‘really Lila? She does not know you!’

But she does now. And I can tell you that Latonya is a source of unending inspiration, just by being who she is, and working the way she works.

I was deeply moved by the way she weaves objects, and memory, into a visual tapestry, and the way she listens to the objects until they Tell her how they want to be incorporated, so moved, in fact, that I brought her something back from my father’s funeral, and from his dilapidated house. I will be honored if those memories make their way into a tapestry of hers.

Recently I heard this quote. (Do you know who said it?) 

“Use your suffering. Don’t waste it.

I promise I will use it. I promise not to waste it. It will make its way into all of my art, of every medium. And maybe, it will make its way into the art of others, as well.

❤️‍🩹
I’m recovering from a speech heartbreak. I gave I’m recovering from a speech heartbreak. I gave the most beautiful speech of my life last week. It was about my parents, my father’s sudden death, my love, the love of my life. And it is gone because I forgot to turn on my microphone! 

It’s not completely gone. I did find an app transcription service that can read lips. So I have the transcript, but I am devastated to not have the video as I thought it was going to be something I would send to the @ted curators to follow up on my finalist win in 2021. I was going to send it to X, Y, Z… ( And @imranamed )

And the ephemerality of this is really with me. Sometimes creativity, even visionary creativity is a mandala. 

If you’ve ever seen the monks with the sand, pouring a mandala, they put such meticulous precision, such effort, such focus into it. And when they are finished, they gaze upon it… and they sweep it away. Somebody said that my speech last week was a mandala, and I was like, “Yes! I know!” 

Many people have said, “If you can do it once, you can do it again. And I know that this is true. 

As a person who has been creative my entire life, I know that this is true.

{To WATCH the whole speech or READ the full transcript, go to: 

horizontalwithlila dot substack dot com

Or click the link in my bio, bb}

And then go out and make some art.
“Fashion” I think I’m gonna need to add a B “Fashion”

I think I’m gonna need to add a Bowie album or two to my burgeoning collection… 

Which ones are your favorite? Let a girl know in the comments.

Art by @mollymcclureart 
Leggings by @l.o.m_design 
Vampira lipstick by @thekatvond 
Sneaks by @adidas 
Photo by @samia.mounts
Here’s how it starts: Dear Young Man I Dated in Here’s how it starts:

Dear Young Man I Dated in 2016,

I have something very important to say to you, and it isn’t ‘I told you so.’

It is this:

Politics are about people and the planet.

Every single political issue is about people, or the planet. 

Politics do not equal some ideological, intangible thing. “Politics” are real things with real consequences to real people. Probably people that you know. Probably people that you love.

When you say, “I’m not political,” what I hear is, “I do not actually care about people other than (a handful of) the ones I know personally.”

To read the whole letter, tap my Substack link in bio.
Brought my mom to @floridarama.art for the first t Brought my mom to @floridarama.art for the first time so she could experience something different than the view from her couch, and she “didn’t like it”? It was “esquisito”?

#okboomer 

BeforeI went up to NY for the funeral, I did wind up telling her that my father died. I was worried she would be devastated and she would develop what they call “increased mental state,” but that wasn’t the case. Mostly she was just sad for me. 

I’m not sure if she now remembers that it happened.

To be honest, sometimes I don’t exactly remember that it happened. I have his wedding ring and his glasses and the prayer card on my nightstand but still it’s sometimes unreal.

I don’t want to bring it up all the time, but I do like having physical reminders. 

And though I don’t want to wear all black all the time for months on end to show that I’m in mourning, it feels good to put on my morning armband… even, and maybe especially, because it’s just a little bit too tight. So I really know it’s there.

Because the grief is always there even when I’ve forgotten about it.

So is joy.

Hold your people close and tell them, 
if you love them, 
tell them.

#mourning #arttherapy #floridarama
A poem of grief and wonder-ing that I wrote years A poem of grief and wonder-ing that I wrote years ago, and could have written yesterday.

You can read the whole piece on my Substack (with proper syntax). 

Substack is where I put my tenderest thoughts and deepest writing. If you want to, you can become my patron there. This would move me very much.

Link in my bio.

#grief #griefislove
Went to my father’s funeral, but couldn’t wear Went to my father’s funeral, but couldn’t wear black *all* weekend.

Dreamy roses are red @selkie tournure skirt giving me life. Fascinator by @babeyond_official
Are you a member of the Dead Dads Club? Only two Are you a member of the Dead Dads Club?

Only two criteria for membership!

Any Dad will do. Stepdads, Granddads, Poor Dads, Rich Dads, Fun Dads, Un-Dads.

But for real.

I thought for sure my Mom would go first. I mean, I moved to Florida because she has dementia and she is dying.

“Plot twist,” somebody said.

That’s funny.

I actually mean that. I’m just too tired to laugh today. It takes too many muscles.

My mom is in an assisted living facility, on Hospice Care, can no longer stand up from a seated position on her own, and is worried about the stuffed cats we gave her possibly being dead because they ‘have a soul and they used to meow and now they stopped.’

The staff has been putting down food and water for them and every time I drop by the stuffed cats — and the food — are in a different place in the apartment. So that’s good. They’re still alive, you know. And the facility is still keeping her. Alive, you know. And putting down real food for her stuffed cats.

“What’s the harm?” they said. 

No harm, I say. She wasn’t going to eat that, anyway.

To read the entire essay, to subscribe, or to become s paid subscriber and be part of my art, follow the Substack link in my bio 

horizontalwithlila dot substack dot com

#deaddadsclub #deaddad #grieving #sickmom
Try not to forget, okay? Belt @l.o.m_design Bow Try not to forget, okay?

Belt @l.o.m_design 
Bow @riskgalleryboutique 
Earrings @artpoolgallery 
Top @forloveandlemons 
Photo @samia.mounts 
Art @verticalventures
I never wanted a child. So the universe gave me I never wanted a child. 

So the universe gave me an 84 year-old one. 

We are the playthings of the gods.

I have cleaned up her urine. I have cleaned up her shit. I have changed her soiled diaper. I have used a q-tip to put medicine in tender places that I never wished to see, because there was no one else to do it.

What’s that they call it in the Bible? Smiting? God smote him? Smited him? Smit him? In my bitterer moments, it does feel as though I’ve been smote. In my better moments, it’s simply the part of my story where Timon & Pumbaa sing the “CIRRRRCLE of LIIIIIIFE.”

{You can read the rest of the essay on my Substack. Link in my bio. Thank you for being a witness.}
I’ve just learned that today is International Me I’ve just learned that today is International Mermaid Day!

Thanks @jujubumble 

📸 @wildartistryphotography 
💄 @mrghyseye 
✨ Me
📖 Gift from @kristianndances 

#internationalmermaidday
My Mom is dying. Fasc!sm is on the rise. A small g My Mom is dying. Fasc!sm is on the rise. A small group of evil corporate overlords is trying to Handmaid’s Tale us. My brilliant, funny friend @synchlayer died of bladder cancer at age 49.

I’m out here buying pretty things on the internet. 

I have no regerts.

This will be an essay mostly in photos. I am very, very tired. 

February was: 

setting up temporary-house in FL

gathering 95% of my possessions from 4 places in NY (thanks Kenneth, Deniz, Marghe, Owen!) and two places in Los Angeles (Thanks Adam M. & Samia!) 

driving a 12-foot box truck from NY to Baltimore to Savannah to FL (mostly with Jon! thanks Jon!)

shortly thereafter, flying to L.A. and, while packing up, the remaining 17% of my possessions, managing to see as many people I love as humanly possible (for someone who is slightly manic and rather time-optimistic) — which is, honestly, rather a lot of people, if I do pat myself on the back… myself— and then rushing back to St. Pete (thank you friend for flying me home; you know who you are) because mom went into the hospital again…

FOR THE REST OF THE ESSAY, TAP THE SUBSTACK LINK IN MY BIO, bb. 💋 💋
Proud to Protest today.
Falling more in 🩷🧡💛🩵💙 with St. Pete!

Happy International Women’s Day. 

May each of us born to a woman, 
raised by a woman, 
nurtured by a woman, &
 f*cked by a woman 

CHOOSE to SHOW WOMEN the RESPECT and CARE that we deserve.

#internationalwomensday2025 #stpete #resist
“What a year January has been. 

My dear friend’s sister died by su!c!de. My dear friend lost his home in Altadena and had to evacuate the fire with his family, including his 92 year-old grandmother. My dear friend is dying of cancer in New York. (In his 40s.) The br*ligarchy rears, fasc!sm festers, and every tr@ns person, woman, and human with even mildly uncertain imm!gration status in the United States is, rightly, terrified. 

Here in Florida, my mom fell on her face right in front of me at church last week, on the threshold of the ladies room (busting her upper lip) and had to go to the E.R. where her CAT scan and her hand xrays came back negative but it turns out she has…..”

You can read the whole piece on my Substack- link in my bio!
In March, 2019, my friend @stevenmdean (remember h In March, 2019, my friend @stevenmdean (remember him from horizontal with lila episodes 82. 200 dating profiles, & 83. you do not have voting rights in this startup relationship?) teamed up with an experience designer to create an event they dubbed The Love Immersive, a “10-hour exploratorium-style foray into the 5 love languages.”

In Steve’s words: 

“I teamed up to architect a choose-your-own-adventure interactive journey through the languages of love. 
Spanning every floor of a sprawling 6-story arthouse in the heart of New York City, and co-produced by the creative arts group Moontribe, Love Immersive attracted over 450 attendees who came to explore love through the nuanced dimensions of touch, words, service, quality time, gifts, and more. 

We invited over 50 volunteers and practitioners of different love languages to showcase their creative capabilities in an evening of self-discovery, secret missions, hidden rooms, wandering wizards, art installations, and live music.“

I was one of the 50. 
They gave me a closet. 
A closet.
This is not lost on me.

That was all the space they had left, apparently. And I was determined to make good use of it. I turned it into a cozy nesting pod with blankets and pillows and two sets of listening devices, and I recorded this 11-minute meditation for anyone who stopped in, so that they could take a break from the glorious menagerie for a few minutes. And reset.

In the closet.

#immersiveexperience 

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Busy? Low on bandwidth? No time to read the whole Busy? Low on bandwidth? No time to read the whole piece?

TL,DR: Don’t ask. OFFER.

Don’t ask. Offer.

Honestly though, the whole piece is worth reading, and, of you’re grieving, sharing with those who ask you if there’s ‘anything’ they can do.

Link to my Substack in my bio.

I love you.
I grieve with you.
I love you.
Think of this as a candy conversation heart that s Think of this as a candy conversation heart that says “READ ME”.

“Annie Lalla, the love coach I would trust with my love life, who explains the unexplainable in ways that break open my head and my heart, once told me of smuggling love. Some people do not demonstrate love in ways that we at first recognize as love. She spoke of becoming a Detective on the Case of Love, noticing where a partner might be smuggling morsels of it. Refilling your water glass while you’re busy writing, perhaps. Going out to the car early to defrost it before you get in. Things like that, and things far less legible.

When I first courted her for a couple of episodes of horizontal with lila, I asked, “How do I smuggle love?” She replied immediately that I don’t seem to smuggle at all; I just come right out with it. Make like confetti. Festoon a person. She said loads of people are more reserved than I am because they believe compliments, effusiveness, and praise, once offered, lower their social status. She said I don’t care much about that, because it’s more important to me to let the person know.

Let the people know.

We are all going to die. And it seems like most of the time, it will be a surprise when. What does status matter, really? Really really.

The fact that I will express my love with a freeness is a thing I love about myself even when I don’t love myself.

So sure, I don’t need a holiday to express my love — which is one of the main annoyances I hear bandied about near February 14th — “I don’t need a holiday to tell me to tell my wife I love her!”

Okay. But setting aside a day for a thing can certainly help, right?

Atonement.

Independence.

Rights.

Holocaust remembrance.

If anything, Valentine’s offers us that cultural pause in the middle of an unfavorite month, a will-we-make-it-through-the-winter, hope-our-stores-last, do-we-have-enough firewood, dear-God-don’t-let-me-freeze-to-death month that says, in candy-colored suspended animation:

Think about love, will you?

What kind do you have?

What kind do you want?

And:

Now what do you want to do about that, sweetheart?”

Read the whole piece on my Substack, darling. Link in my bio.

P.S. I love you.
Read this if you love me: “february, the month Read this if you love me: 

“february, the month you’re supposed to be in love”

https://open.substack.com/pub/horizontalwithlila/p/february-the-month-youre-supposed?r=m6nsi&utm_medium=ios
“This has been a terrible no good very bad super “This has been a terrible no good very bad super sucky year. For moi. (You too?) 

Would not recommend. 
Would not wish on anyone.

Back in Florida. Mother descending into dementia and decrepitude. 

Don’t want to do the things. I am the only person to do the things.

Almost the entirety of 2024 has been an adulting montage. Or rather, for accuracy’s sake, the first three-quarters of the year was a months-long ordeal which Joseph Campbell of The Hero’s Journey might dub the REFUSAL OF THE CALL.

I am firmly in the montage now, though, for sure. How long will it last? Who knows. Montages are interminable for the person living them. That’s why we speed them up in the movies.

So I juuuust entered the montage 2 months ago. Basically when I got out of bed. There was a lot of bed. See: Refusal of the Call.

This is sort of a MVE, a Minimum Viable Essay. I haven’t written in 10 months. A list is the first thing I’ve mustered, and I’m very glad I’ve mustered it because it means I’m back. English is so confusing, isn’t it? Mustered. Mustard. Tomato. Tomato.

Anyhoodle! Without further ado, I present you with an exhaustive yet incomplete list of Things I Learned (in 2024) that I Really Never Wanted to Learn and Didn’t Really Want to Know:

[Go to the Substack link in bio to read about the 24 things!]
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